~~Playing with hair~~
(Name) dropped her notepad on the desk.
"Just three more paragraphs, come on, you can do it (Name)!" She tried to cheer herself into doing them. Just three more! Until she was finished this set that is, then she moves onto another one, and another one, until midnight when she could finally take a break.
(Name) groaned, it was going to be a LONG night.
Her (e/c) eyes slid shut and she relaxed slightly, trying desperately not to fall asleep or lose faith in her ability to meet her editor's deadline.
Suddenly, she felt strong hands massaging her scalp and running through her hair. She sighed deeply and opened her eyes slightly to see America smiling over the couch.
"How goes the writing (Name)? I brought you supper!" He pulled out a bag containing . . .
"Is that Chinese?" (Name) looked at the bag in his hands, mouth watering and fingers reaching for its MSG goodness.
"Yep, and I even got your favourite order too!" With that he found himself tackled to the floor, (Name)'s arms wrapped around his neck and a kiss planted on his cheek.
"Alfred, you're my hero." His eyes lit up.
"Really?" (Name) smiled down at him and ran her fingers through his hair, making his eyes shut in happiness.
"Really really."
~~You relax me~~